Saturday Night Fun: Halloween Memory

Here is your assignment, should you decide to accept it (you ARE reading this, so I assume that you really want to play along – cue the Mission Impossible music!):

1) Think about your most memorable Hallowe’en – was it when you were a child (candy, games, carnivals), a teenager (tricks and treats), or an adult (perhaps a party)?

2) Tell us about it in your own blog post, in a comment to this blog post of mine, or in a comment on Twitter or Facebook in response to this post.

3) Have fun!

The thing about my early Halloween years I recall is deciding what costume to wear. Rarely did me and my brothers and sisters buy one. We came up with unique ideas to make our own. I recall one of my brothers usually was a girl, and a cute one at that. We would dress up as the 50’s, zombies, ghosts, western, witches and all other sorts of things our imaginations led us to.

Then I remember the funny things we would say: “Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me somthing good to eat”! Why did we think that was so funny. We would walk for miles getting bags and bags of candy. And who needed to purchase a bag: we would just grab the largest pillowcase we could find.

Of course, even then, which was not that long ago, we had to be safe on what we ate. We were told by our parents to wait til we got home to eat the candy. We spread our catch across our floor separating the good stuff from the yucky candy. I hated that “orange & black” wrapped stuff, but loved the candy bars, candy corn and popcorn balls.

As I got older we had dances to attend and dressed up. Was lots of fun. We also hosted “trunk or treats” for the smaller kids. We would decorate our car trunks and back up to the sidewalk. We gave out candy to the kids and it was fun to see their costumes and excited faces (the ones without the masks, that is).

Now that I am a mom, my Halloween consists of handing out candy or driving my kids to their activities. Every now and then I’ll attend an event, but usually I am content staying home handing out the goodies and seeing the kids come knock on the door and tell me “Trick or treat, smell my feet, give them something good to eat”!